Then there was the I saw the great Hank singing on the stage in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and he was all dressed up in From his rose red lips to his rhinestone he belted out song after song as he drank a brown paper bag And the songs he sang of and pain, so pure perfect reflections of imperfections, it near choked me up But the of the show, was kind of slow And someone woke me up
on the Astros were silently beating the living crap out of Cincinnati on the TV and a to the left of the great Hank Williams' head As a busty suicide blonde waitress poured him a double shot of you got' and said "I thought you were dead" The pool cracked as he tilted his head back and told her how he had a big star but now country music was full of freaks He sat there, in the TV Mascara streaked his
I was only sixteen years old I went from Houston to Abilene with a stunningly handsome woman in a Volkswagen Bug She was grown with some all her own, a committment-free divorcee, and I was a man in We had only one 8-track tape but it was of the great Hank and we sang in two-part harmony "Hey good lookin', how's cookin' Something up me"
Back at the bar they were calling last so I gave the a credit card to pay up my tab The TV was turned off and the stage was and the great Hank Williams was so I asked her to call me a cab She said if you like I can you a ride, so there we were out the and into the city of brotherly love Into the night, out of In a VW Bug